I Feel Languid

Hibernation Haiku

 Listless in Spirit,

restless apathy fills me.

General malaise.

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Just last night I was noting how a lot of Fire Signs that I know seem to be in some sort of funk recently. I boldly claimed that I would not fall victim to this Astrologically inclined ennui, only to awake this morning to find my that mind is jumbled and my body wants to stay in bed.

People will want to immediately blame the weather, either forgetting or not knowing that I enjoy cold, dreary fall/winter days. It maybe that I've succumbed to a sort of empathetic funk - like "oh, all the Fire Signs around me are crashing, guess I'd better get bummed-out." I mean, being a Leo is pretty great and I can usually find - if nothing else - a distraction from bummy moods, but I wonder if something is going on is a Cosmic sense. Or, maybe it has nothing to do with Astrology and I just happen to know a lot of moody people regardless of their Sign?

Exhaustion

4 am Haiku 

 Unyielding pillow,

I await the rising sun.

Hope to catch some Z's.

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I did not sleep so well last night. I sat awake, playing with Phoebe - my ferret. Hell, Phoebe fell asleep before I did! I think I'm anticipating tomorrow, which will be my first official day of work at the Zoo. I am extremely excited and it wouldn't surprise me if this was upsetting my sleep pattern.

Alternatively, some times I just don't sleep. It could be any number of things, or it could be absolutely nothing. Either way, I will be going to bed early tonight.

I Don't Care What You Say

Flurry Haiku 

 Corporeal cold -

glistens, even in the night.

Hearts become warmer.

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I love the snow! If you've never made yourself a warm drink and walked in the snow at night, you are really missing out. This experience can only be improved by two factors: if you have a significant other to join you, and/or if you have a coal stove to stand in front of when you return from your walk.

People seem to have a lot of bad things to say about the snow, and they are allowed to have their opinions but I will always disagree. 

More Tea Poems!

Tea Time Haiku

 My Peppermint tea -

steaming mug under dense clouds.

Rejuvenating.

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This is actually the re-vamped version of one of the first Haiku I wrote. It makes a lot more sense now that I have edited it.

Despite my seemingly young age, I actually have the constitution of a 92-year-old. My joints are achy and my muscles are stiff this time of year. So, I drink a lot of healing tea. Peppermint is perfect for soothing without putting to sleep. It's invigorating, but comforting at the same time.

I promise my next poem will not be about tea.  

The Whether is Changing

Tasseomantic Haiku

 Ginger-lemon tea,

timeless and trusted cure-all.

Warms me through-and-through.

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I may have made up the word "tasseomantic" but it sounds really good, so I'm just going to roll with it. Tasseomancy - more commonly called tasseography - is the art of divination through tea-leaves. This is a skill I have acquired, along with making up nice sounding words.

I've written about coffee a few times before, because I love coffee very very much. But I also have a not-so-secret love affair with tea. Tea, for some reason, is actually a lot easier to write poetry about than coffee. At least, I think it is. Could be a personal thing, though.

I have taken it upon myself to cut back on my alcohol consumption after many concerned glances and snide comments from various directions. I suppose it's best to nip any potential problem in the bud. Granted, a drink or two every night doesn't seem like much of a problem now, but I know that it could grow into one if not kept in check. Ginger-lemon tea has become my nightcap a few times a week because it is delicious and I was already drinking it, anyway.

Ginger can be used to aid in the treatment of almost any internal disorder. Its properties are numerous and mysterious. It also makes everything taste warm and inviting. If you need something to warm you, heal you, sooth you, and make you feel generally wonderful I recommend ginger tea.

 

Cozy Weather

Cumulonimbus Haiku  

 Lie here in my arms,

shelter from the chilling wind.

The world grows tired.

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I love this kind of gray, chilly weather. My cat was the inspiration for this poem. He does not like the wind very much, and as he is old he gets cold and wants to perch in someones lap for warmth. So yesterday - when it was particularly unpleasant weather for uneasy cats - he curled up in my lap as I enjoyed some hot coffee, and we stared out the window at the leaves chasing each other across the yard.

I felt so completely comfortable that it was almost humbling. I was grateful, too, though I can't specifically say for what I was grateful. Perhaps it was a moment of Yugen - a Japanese word expressing an awareness of the Universe that triggers an emotional response too deep and too powerful for words.

Of course, the blowing leaves soon became too exciting for the cat to resist and he had to jump in the window in an attempt to be closer to the action.